It's Niray's turn to try out the Balloon Leotard.


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Niray, a shy, hard-working cat girl, had just come back from dance practice. After throwing off her clothes and revealing her spandex tights underneath, she collapsed on the couch and took out her phone. But before she could even begin to scroll, she heard her doorbell ring, tossing her phone with a sigh as she got up from the couch, completely forgetting that she was still wearing her form-fitting unitard. Much to her surprise, there was no one there when she opened the door, but when she looked down at her steps, she saw a little package at her feet. It was only then that she realized she had forgotten to put her normal clothes back on. With an embarrassed Mew, the cat girl swiped the package in her hands before quickly closing the door.

Returning to the couch with her face bright red in embarrassment, the cat girl sat down and opened the package. With a gasp, the cat girl covered her mouth with her eyes wide in astonishment, as she set her eyes on a neatly folded piece of pink latex within the box. Niray was puzzled; she didn’t remember ordering something like this. After taking a few moments, she picked up the folded latex and took it out of the package it was wrapped in.
“MEW!?” An impulsive meow left her lips as she unfolded the garment, revealing it to be a shiny turtleneck leotard, with thin pastel piping on the arm, leg, and neck holes, even one for a tail! The leotard was even in her size!

The flustered cat girl squirmed as her tail thumped into the couch, thinking that someone else's package had been sent to her by accident. But when she looked back at the package, she realized that there was no return address. Niray’s heart skipped a beat as she looked back at the leotard, watching the glossy latex gleam and shine in the living room light. With a flustered smile, her intrusive thoughts got the better of her, stripping out of her spandex piece as she began putting the leotard on. Stretching the neck hole open, which was surprisingly flexible, she stepped into the garment and began pulling the latex up her legs, squeezing her tail through the back opening.

The cat girl let out a soft mew as the rubber slid over her thighs, feeling the material gently squeeze her bare skin. It was strange, normally latex wouldn't be this easy to put on, but it felt as smooth and slippery as spandex, making the process surprisingly effortless. Closing her eyes, she pulled the one piece onto her hips, slipping it over her belly and breasts before gently snapping the turtleneck onto her throat.

With a satisfied giggle, the cat girl stretched her arms and arched her chest as she looked at her reflection in the mirror. It was even cuter than she could imagine. The latex fit her perfectly, and the reflective material made her curves stand out in the best way possible. And best of all, despite being made of rubber, it didn't snag or tug on any part of her body. It seemed to settle in perfectly.

With a playful grin, she did a couple of cat-like poses in front of her mirror, appreciating just how nice it looked on her. Niray knew there was no way she could get away with wearing latex to her dance class, but she was happy to have a rubber suit of her own.

That's when she heard a strange sound coming from her outfit. Niray stopped posing for a moment and looked down at the rubber covering her chest, noticing that her bust line puffed out slightly. Not only that, but she felt a soft pressure squeezing down on her breasts, along with the rest of her torso.
WHOOSH!

Without warning, the piping began to puff up around her limbs, first her shoulders, the base of her tail, her thighs, and then her neck. “NYA!” she gasped, grasping at the turtleneck piping, but the rubber now tightly puffed up with a firm seal around her throat. It wasn't strangling her, but it was certainly tight, and she couldn't stretch it out anymore.

PUFF!

“WHA!?!” she yelped as the torso of her leotard puffed up slightly, gently hugging her body and making her movements oddly cumbersome. The cat became a blushing, flustered mess as she squirmed in her inflated leotard, filling the room with little reverberating squeaks. With the extra pressure and the puffy, inflated inner lining, the latex would rub and slide along her body with every movement she made. It felt as if it was massaging her.

“What kind of leotard is this?” she squeaked, poking and grasping at the inflatable rubber cocooning her body. No matter what she did, the piping wouldn’t budge, and the rubber wouldn’t tear or pop, leaving her completely trapped. Eventually, with a bright red blush, she had called one of her friends from dance class to come over and help her, though they were.

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